You stand upon the waves of the sea meeting the sun as the sky turns into a vibrant purple-pink-orange colored view. In front of you standing was your ex-boyfriend who was panting with a scythe on his hand with dead bodies of monsters on the beach sand. The root of this was you taking a walk on the beach, not knowing that there were monsters following you and ready to eat you. You heard slashing and horrifying screeches from behind you to see the scene that was first described. Seems like he had protected you.

“You have low survival instincts, moi.”

He said. He was your guardian in a world filled with monsters and exorcism. Back when you were still lovers, he gave you his mark which was permanent and can only be given to one person, a mark that talks about him being your guardian. It’s only natural that’s he’s informed when you’re in danger.

He slowly approached you and brushed a strand of hair off of your face, looking down at you with his dark eyes, the blood on his hand getting on your hair.